I never thought the world would be so cruel to me after all I went through in my life,the pain was not over..it never was..I was just a teenager when my mother abandoned me to go and live with her boyfriend my father never came back and I was left alone in my life till I reached seventeen and I went to live with my family, with her help I went to my first concert which was Nirvana.

Everybody was talking about them and Kurt even if they didn't cared about what was going in his life,I went to see him and the second we made eye contact with each other the world froze for a minute of even longer. I never thought the one and only Kurt Cobain would have eyes for me.

Both of us spent the evening knowing each other and we traded numbers..I arrived home and was unlucky to find my aunt in a pool of her own blood..my family also had suicidal genes. I didn't have anybody left so I called Kurt and he quickly came and I started living with him,the rock n roll life brought us closer but started to tear us apart at the same time. I was about to turn 24 when he met the 'love' of his life...that wasn't me anymore,he traded me for someone he barely knew.

I lost contact with him for months and found out he got married and had a baby girl now..I felt so sad and disappointed with myself that I never introduced my son to him sooner. Months later Kurt met up with me and I told him everything...he killed himself the next day...

I never felt such a deep pain in my life like that day.

Kurt should've still been alive if it weren't for the many people he had..but no one saved him I was never the one to hate someone or begin fights but I never liked Courtney. When Kurt passed away I took care of her daughter from time to time,we tried to build a friendly relationship but she never wanted one. Now both our kids older they've gotten closer and consider theirselves real brothers.

My son named after Kurt would always hang out with Francis. I held onto both their hands as we visited the cemetery,they both now how I felt when I lost Kurt even if I tried to save him several times months before he shot himself. I never married and only kept my son Kurt as an only child..

"We better get back home mom.." my son said as we heard thunder.

"Let's to and distract ourselves a bit..how about we eat lunch..my treat." Francis said trying to be brave and not cry in front of us. I smiled at both of them,they look so much like him.

"He'll always be watching over us." She says.

"Yes..he always will."

We both head out of the cemetery and I swore for a second that I saw a figure exactly like Kurt by a tree where we used to hang out.I'll always miss him.